Dear mama, well, here's a letter from your girl. Well, I think my city days are done, mom. And it ain't been three weeks since I came. . And mama, do remember what you said.
All last night I sat and cried. I cried the night before. If that gal don't come back tonight. I'll cry some more. . It's too late to walk the floor It's too late to cry.
Dear Mama, well here's a letter from your girl. Well I think my city days are done gone. And it ain't been three weeks since I came. And Mama, do remember what you said.
All last night I sat and cried. I cried the night before. If that gal don't come back tonight. I'll cry some more. . It's too late to walk the floor It's too late to cry.
You ask me why I seem so happy--. With all of the trouble I've known,. Well there is someone that I go to---. I never face trouble alone. . He's here when I wake every morning--.
I Need Jesus. . Chorus. Well I need Jesus, you need Him too. Along Life's highways. To carry you through. When you're in trouble. And don't know what to do.
I Need Jesus. . Chorus. Well I need Jesus, you need Him too. Along Life's highways. To carry you through. When you're in trouble. And don't know what to do.
You ask me why I seem so happy--. With all of the trouble I've known,. Well there is someone that I go to---. I never face trouble alone. . He's here when I wake every morning--.
I just want to thank You, Lord, for every time You heard me pray. I just want to thank You, for always being there. When I was so down and out,. You came along, made me want to shout.
CHORUS. For your love, Ive searched so long. Now Ive found, Where I belong. Your what my hearts, Been dreamn of. Ive been waiting, For your love. . You have stopped, A rolln stone.
Way down south round Macon Georgia, where the sweetest peaches grow.. I wondered there to take my chances, Twenty some odd years ago.. . I?ll not forget first time I saw her, A vivid picture in my dreams..
Way down south round Macon Georgia, where the sweetest peaches grow.. I wondered there to take my chances, Twenty some odd years ago.. . I.
Life to me is just a heartache. Since the day you said good-bye. Now I've nothing left to live for. All I do is sit and cry. . Chorus. I can't outlive this memory of you.
Life to me is just a heartache. Since the day you said good-bye. Now I've nothing left to live for. All I do is sit and cry. . Chorus. I can't outlive this memory of you.
You left two weeks ago, seems like a month of Sundays and each time I called you're always gone.. And when you finally answered, your voice seems cold as ice and the next thing I heard was your dial tone..
You left two weeks ago, seems like a month of Sundays and each time I called you're always gone. And when you finally answered, your voice seems cold as ice and the next thing I heard was your dial tone..
WILD FLOWERS GREW OUT HER BACKDOOR. DOWN THE HILL AND TO THE ROAD. WHERE YOUNG MEN CAME AND PICKED THEM. AND TO OTHERS THEY WOULD GO. WATCHING THROUGH A DUSTY WINDOW.
Whatcha gonna do whatcha gonna do?. Whatcha gonna do whatcha gonna do?. Whatcha gonna do whatcha gonna do?. When the land goes under the water.... . Can't go north, can't go south.